Chapter 428: The Xia Clan's Internal Strife

"In ancient times, you would have been a ruthless warlord. Heh, you would stop at nothing to achieve your goals." Xia Guoqiang laughed: "Actually, you favored my big brother, but he wasn't skilled at competition, so he deserved to die by my hand."

"And you, that day you knew he would meet with disaster, but you didn't go to warn him. You watched him die right before your eyes," Xia Guoqiang sneered.

"Those who don't know might really think you like Xia Tian? Heh, you are killing him with kindness. Today, this will, you will sign it whether you want to or not; there is no room for you to choose," Xia Guoqiang said, waving his hand: "Come in."

Several men in black behind him stepped forward in unison.

"Make my father sign it, no matter what method you use," Xia Guoqiang turned around and said: "Life or death does not matter."

"Yes." The men in black stepped forward in unison, about to grab Xia Junshan.

"Unfilial son, you unfilial son, you will suffer retribution sooner or later, you will definitely suffer retribution," Xia Junshan roared hysterically.

Suddenly, two muffled thuds rang out; these were the sounds of bullets with silencers.

Pop, pop. The two men in black who had reached for Xia Junshan screamed, half of their arms blown away.

Immediately after, a group of people flooded into the hall, surrounding Xia Guoqiang and the others.

"What happened outside? Post number one, report? Number two?" Xia Guoqiang's bodyguard picked up the walkie-talkie to call for backup.

But there was no reply from outside. Then the door opened, and Chen Yu and Xia Tian walked in from outside.

"You're still alive?" Xia Guoqiang looked at Xia Tian in disbelief. According to his plan, Xia Tian was supposed to die today, yet now Xia Tian was appearing before his eyes safe and sound?

"Didn't expect it? Second Uncle, you really are ruthless. You didn't even give me a heads-up, just pulled a stunt like this on me?" Xia Tian sneered.

"How could you still be alive? The people I sent were Dharma Cultivators," Xia Guoqiang stared fixedly at Xia Tian, unable to believe this fact.

"That Dharma Cultivator of yours is indeed powerful, but we aren't bad either," Chen Yu smiled slightly: "So accept your fate. Some things are not yours; even if you try your hardest, it is of no use."

"You..." Xia Guoqiang's face turned ugly. As soon as he moved, someone at his side pressed a gun against his back.

Xia Guoqiang dared not move. He knew the people outside must have been cleared out by Chen Yu; otherwise, Chen Yu could not have come here. His situation was lost.

"Xia Tian, you finally came. I knew he couldn't defeat you," Xia Junshan was overjoyed: "It seems my choice was indeed correct. You are the best candidate for the Xia Group."

"Is that so? Then what is this will about?" Chen Yu took out a will and threw it to Xia Junshan.

"This..." Xia Junshan's expression changed drastically. This will was indeed drawn up by him.

The will stated that after he passed away, the future of the Xia Clan would belong to Xia Guoqiang. It had a video signature and a thumbprint; he had drawn up this will ten years ago.

"Grandfather, you really know how to play," Xia Tian laughed: "What did you take us for? Gu insects? You clearly wanted to hand the Xia Clan to my Second Uncle, but you insisted on telling the outside world that I was the heir to the Xia Clan."

"I can't understand why you did this."

"There is nothing hard to understand about this. He just wanted you to serve as a stepping stone for your Second Uncle. Your grandfather is cultivating his ruthlessness; only a ruthless person can stand firm."

"Heh, I never imagined that the grandfather who kept saying he liked me and wanted to hand the future of the Xia Clan to me was actually using me as a stepping stone," Xia Tian laughed, his eyes filled with a trace of anger: "Is my fate supposed to be the same as my father's?"

"It's not like that, Xia Tian, it's not like that. You are my most beloved grandson; I really was on your side," Xia Junshan said anxiously.

"Is that so? Then what about this will? And what about my father's situation?" Xia Tian said through gritted teeth: "I know now, I know everything."

"Back then, you intentionally let my Second Uncle and my father tear each other apart. In your eyes, only the one who survives in the end is the best heir," Xia Tian sneered.

"My father wasn't good at fighting, so he deserved to die? We are your descendants, but what are we in your eyes? Beasts? Fighting each other, and only the strongest is qualified to live?"

"Xia Tian, I will explain these things to you later," Xia Junshan said urgently: "Your uncle has gone mad; he wants to kill me. Hurry and stop him."

"Why should I stop him? Back then, you knew he was going to do something to my father, but you didn't stop him, and you didn't even warn my father. You watched him and my mother die in a car accident."

Xia Tian's tears fell: "Are you really that heartless? He was your son, and my father."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong about the past. Xia Tian, now is not the time to talk about these things. Your Second Uncle has gone mad; he wants to kill me."

"I think this is very normal, because I don't find it strange at all that a father like you could raise a son like this. Really, not strange at all. He is afraid you will make a comeback, so he wants to wipe everyone out to prevent future trouble. This is all what you taught him," Xia Tian said bitterly.

"I did all this for the Xia Clan," Xia Junshan roared: "Without the Xia Clan, what are you? Xia Tian, I treated you well, didn't I? Even though you lost your parents, I never let you lack anything."

"You should be thanking me. If it weren't for me, you might just be an orphan drifting among the commoners. What right do you have to question me like this?"

"Fine then, give my parents back to me. Let me go back twenty years, let me leave the Xia Clan with them, and we won't take anything from your Xia Clan. We'll just be ordinary people, a family living happily together. Can you do that?" Xia Tian roared.

Xia Junshan remained silent, because he could not do it.

"I can give up the status of heir, I don't want anything. I will leave the Xia Clan empty-handed right now. I beg you, give my parents back to me, can you?" Xia Tian's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down.

"Xia Tian, I have failed you," Xia Junshan wept sadly.

He had always believed that the leader of a family should be a person who stops at nothing, one who can be undisturbed by any emotions, decisive in killing.

The tradition of the Xia Clan had always been like this; the one who survives is bound to be the strongest.

But he had not expected his own son to commit patricide. He suddenly realized that the decision he had made might have been wrong.

"What is the use of being sorry?" Xia Tian said coldly: "Actually, I always knew that you were most afraid of your sons being like you, usurping power. That's why you were always guarding against Second Uncle, and guarding against me."

"I did all this for the Xia Clan," Xia Junshan's face was covered in tears: "Why can't you just understand me?"

"I am an outsider, and I shouldn't have interjected, but I still want to say one thing: for the sake of your empire, you could let your own sons kill each other? For the sake of the Xia Clan, the principle you believe in is that only one can survive?" Chen Yu finally could not bear it any longer.

"So, is the current result the result you wanted to see?"

"No, Xia Tian, I was wrong. Let's start over, okay? I am your grandfather, and the Xia Clan is also yours. Tomorrow I will immediately announce my retirement and let you take over the Xia Clan," Xia Junshan said hurriedly.

"No need," Xia Tian shook his head. He turned to look at Xia Guoqiang: "Second Uncle, I will still call you Second Uncle. My parents died in a car accident. If I'm not mistaken, that car accident was caused by you, right?"

"That's right, that car accident was caused by me. Heh, the eldest was good at everything, and he was capable too," Xia Guoqiang sneered: "But he had one fatal weakness, and that was being too soft-hearted."

"So he was destined to die by my hand. That car accident was originally meant to include you in the calculation, but I didn't expect an accident to happen, and you didn't go."

"So if I died, you could rightfully take over the Xia Clan?" Xia Tian laughed, his eyes bloodshot: "He was your big brother, your own brother. How could you bear to strike such a lethal blow?"

"So what if we were brothers? When fighting for an empire in ancient times, who didn't stop at nothing? Brothers?" Xia Guoqiang laughed: "Survival of the fittest, this is what your grandfather taught me. I followed what he taught me, I am not wrong."

"Fine, you are not wrong," Xia Tian nodded. He pointed to the items Xia Guoqiang had prepared for Xia Junshan on the side: "A cup of poisoned wine, a three-foot length of white silk, a Dagger. Choose one for yourself."